When your walking down that long main road,
You look in a store and see all the commodes.
In the shelves you see signs of hate and discrimination,
”No negro’s in this store” you read the sentence like its fabrication.
You see an African American driving a carriage for money
But people sneer at the sight because they think he’s funny.
You people shouldn’t judge them just by their color.
But people have prejudices that stop them from caring about one another.
This is how this little town works.
With hate and discrimination how don’t people think it cant get any worse?
Chris C
Collaborative Poem When your walking down that long main road,
You look in a store and see all the commodes.
In the shelves you see signs of hate and discrimination,
”No negro’s in this store” you read the sentence like its fabrication.
So I took the first part of my poem as you see...and It'd be nice if you could try to add onto it and ill try to fix it up after.
When your walking down that long main road,
You look in a store and see all the commodes.
In the shelves you see signs of hate and discrimination,
”No negro’s in this store” you read the sentence like its fabrication.
You see an African American driving a carriage for money
But people sneer at the sight because they think he’s funny.
You people shouldn’t judge them just by their color.
But people have prejudices that stop them from caring about one another.
This is how this little town works.
With hate and discrimination how don’t people think it cant get any worse?
Chris C
Collaborative Poem
When your walking down that long main road,
You look in a store and see all the commodes.
In the shelves you see signs of hate and discrimination,
”No negro’s in this store” you read the sentence like its fabrication.
So I took the first part of my poem as you see...and It'd be nice if you could try to add onto it and ill try to fix it up after.